RP Log: Kink Note 3
We're on herbivore diets, so please be sure to ask the kitchen to use olive oil to toast the bread. also, two cups of the baba ganoush with fresh corn and black bean salsa.
Patience Pt. 3 - The Wedding
It reminded him of olive oil, vaguely. while he was fetching it, nellie pulled her knees a little further under her hips, and reached back to pull her wavy, snow-white tail to one side.
Asantrea - Origins: The Prophet of Venium
They had come in their galleys across the mare internum with gifts of olive oil, wine and bronze, and had rapidly become a feature of a city that defined itself by its strategic location and trade connections.
Asantrea - World, Concepts and Characters
Offerings of olive oil, wine or red-dyed cloth are thought to appease her; thus, ships are often seen bearing red sails, and red cloth is often symbolic of a courtesan's trade, in lakesh's role as a protector and guardian of sex workers.
Submission of a Plainsman: Ch. 6
She knelt in front of her husband, completely naked, and lubricated her cunt with what was left of the olive oil on her paws.
Five Fingers on a Dusty Window
I'm so accustomed to eating bland soup ten years past expiry date that i took in every rogue molecule of nutmeg, basil, virgin olive oil and ground pepper with a greed that was almost human in nature. "real food!" i gasped.
Willow-1
"olive oil.. excellent! now, you just relax, and let me handle this." mole un-corked the bottle, spreading the stuff on his wide paws, and thence onto ratty's steel-hard rod. "do you want to see my back or my front?"
Ingress: Vacation
This time, he made up a recipe that the ponies created, a hayseed and olive-oil slurry baked at a very specific temperate and turned into a kind of pancake, that was then used to wrap around various vegetables to form a baking pastry that hardened into something
Teacher's Pet
She rinsed his shank off in the sink, rubbed it with olive oil, pepper, and a bit of salt, then popped it into the oven to cook. as the smell of cooking meat began to waft out into the kitchen, she gently wrapped his stump in gauze.
Fog of war. Chapter Five.
"boar cheese with a hint of rosemary, thyme and just a dash of olive oil. simple, yet extraordinary on the palate." braum took two pieces in his fingers, crushing them together and stuffed them into his muzzle. "reminds me of home."
Victory Sex
The pasta was ready, along with breadsticks lightly dipped in olive oil and sprinkled with parmesan, and generous helpings of salad for them both.
The Sun's Reflection
To that end, ryan laid the reflector across his camo shorts and sat on the edge of his bed as he started going over it with a cloth and some olive oil, just to help get off the streaks.